His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 947

Thaddeus's eyes widened in shock.

From the moment Evadne walked through the door, he sensed something was off with her mood. Hearing her question now made his heart race; his strong arms wrapped around Evadne's slender waist, his muscles tensed, and his warm hand gently caressed her belly.

"Evadne, what's wrong? Why such a sudden question?"

"Thaddeus, I—I..." Evadne's pale, worried face looked up at him.

"You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. Even though we're lovers, married, you shouldn't feel pressured."

Thaddeus realized something, holding her tighter, his chin resting on her shoulder, affectionately nuzzling her, "My Evadne, you will always have your freedom and your privacy. Even as lovers, as husband and wife, you still have the right to keep your little secrets. I'll never intrude or pry."

His understanding only made Evadne's eyes well up with tears, and she turned to bury herself in his embrace, sobbing softly. She doubted others, but she trusted him implicitly. If she couldn't confide in Thaddeus, she felt she might burst, overwhelmed with despair.

"Evadne, don't cry..." Thaddeus's voice was hoarse with urgency, comforting her softly. He patted her trembling back, unsure of what else to do, afraid to probe deeper.

"Thaddeus, I was in Darcy's study, and I accidentally saw a red-sealed document... It mentioned an agent named Dorothy who has been on the run for over thirty years... Everything about her, her age, her story, made me think of my mother."

Evadne's tear-streaked face was buried in his chest, his white shirt as soaked as his heart, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that Dorothy... might be my mother!"

Thaddeus's gaze intensified, his hand around her waist tightening slightly.